Tennis: You regret kicking me out of Qingxue now?

13.

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

At the moment when Ryuzaki Sumire was lost in thought.

There were also sparse swinging sounds coming from around the Qingxue Tennis Club.

Ryuzaki Sumire looked over in the direction of the swinging sounds and frowned: "Power! Power! I've said it many times, the power is not enough!"

"Also, don't develop the habit of swinging lazily, the opponent's tennis will not give you time to hesitate!"

"If you swing like this, how will you deal with Hyotei when you really meet him!?"

But.

Even if Ryuzaki Sumire began to urge.

Many players of the Qingxue Tennis Club just looked at each other, and the power and speed of their swings did not change at all.

It's not that they don't want to listen, but power and speed are the basis of tennis, and they know it.

But, there is no way to improve it.

They also feel that the power and speed of their swings have improved, but it's just not efficient, and they are also anxious.

Even, with Ryuzaki Sumire's repeated urging, they also became impatient.

If they really want to teach them, just like Matsuoka Rin at that time, tell them directly how to exert their strength to achieve the greatest benefits!

And, meet Hyotei?

Some people showed a mocking smile on their lips.

"... Coach!"

Yamato Yuda's eyebrows jumped when he noticed that many Seigaku players were beginning to be impatient, and he spoke subconsciously.

Ryuzaki Sumire's expression also changed instantly.

She also felt it.

—— Just now, the dissatisfaction of Seigaku players!

Yes, it was dissatisfaction!

This made Ryuzaki Sumire feel a little absurd. As the teacher of the legendary Echizen Nanjiro, even though Seigaku has gradually declined in recent years, but... it has never reached the point where the players dare to express such obvious dissatisfaction and impatience with her as a coach.

But since Matsuoka Rin left, it has become more and more obvious, or it can be said that it finally broke out.

Because, when Matsuoka Rin was there, Seigaku had a completely different atmosphere!

He has the ability and vision to find everyone's problems and help them correct them!!

But she, Ryuzaki Sumire... does not have this ability.

"I..."

The panic and anxiety that she had just suppressed surged into her heart again.

Ryuzaki Sumire suddenly thought, if Matsuoka Rin was here, would it not be like this at all...

She did not dare to think deeply, did not dare to think carefully, once she thought deeply, she was afraid that she would really regret it!

This also made Ryuzaki Sumire not notice.

Beside her, Yamato Yudai also looked a little helpless and regretful.

"If I had persuaded Rin at that time, no... If I could persuade the coach..."

Yamato Yudai looked at everyone, bitter.

Like Ryuzaki Sumire, he did not have the ability of Matsuoka Rin.

This is the difference in talent, and his talent...

There is no way to compare with Matsuoka Rin!

But, even so...

Yamato Yudai closed his eyes. Even so, they had to do their best to train. If they really met Hyotei, Yamato Yudai couldn't imagine the consequences!

"Coach, I plan to let the third-year players strengthen their training alone, and Takei can also become a regular..."

Time passed slowly, and the atmosphere of the entire Qingxue was somewhat distinct and incompatible.

Yamato Yudai and Ryuzaki Sumire were discussing in a low voice.

The second and third-year players were swinging their rackets for training.

And the first-year people... no one cared!

"... This,"

Oishi Shuichiro was a little flustered and confused. After two weeks, it was still a bit like a dream.

"Takei?"

Fuji Shusuke's narrowed eyes slowly opened, and the bottom of his ice-blue eyes were complicated and disappointed.

This senior who once tried to hurt his juniors and players could actually become a regular?

He looked at Tezuka Kunimitsu who had been silent on the side.

"Tezuka... With your strength, you can definitely compete for the starting players, why don't you participate?"

Hearing this.

Tezuka Kunimitsu raised his eyes and glanced at Fuji Shusuke calmly, "Fuji, you too."

For a moment, Fuji Shusuke was stunned, and then smiled bitterly: "You guy, I thought you really didn't pay attention to anything!"

"The reason should be similar. Since Rin left, it seems that the coach has completely let the first-year students go, or she is a little tired of us..."

"Even if you sign up to participate, there will be no results, right?"

Fuji Shusuke shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly, feeling a little indifferent.

Yes, since Matsuoka Rin left, they were inexplicably let go by Ryuusaki Sumire, and there was even some subtle targeting and hostility.

However, now, inexplicably, he doesn't care whether he can become a starting player in Seigaku. WhenOf course, he didn't care at all a long time ago.

There was some impulse and desire before.

But.

It seems that this desire has gradually faded with the departure of the person who has always held hope and expectation for them and always said that he would go to see the most beautiful scenery.

This made Fuji Shusuke feel a little bored, and even considered whether he should quit the tennis club and join other clubs to try?

"Tezuka!! Fuji!! Be careful!! "

While the two were talking.

Oishi Shuichiro and Kikumaru Eiji were both panicked and exclaimed anxiously.

The two quickly looked up and saw a racket rushing towards them.

——The angle was tricky, as if it had been thought of long ago.

At the same time, it seemed that some insincere surprise and fear sounded: "Hurry up and get out of the way, two juniors, my racket accidentally slipped out of my hand..."

"I'm really sorry..."

This voice is a little familiar.

...

On the other side.

It's already afternoon now.

Matsuoka Rin went to the street tennis court in a speechless and helpless manner.

At this time when he should have trained with other players, Matsuoka Rin did not participate in the training.

The reason is very simple, his rhythm is really different from others.

Now the content of other people's training is a complete waste of time for Matsuoka Rin.

It is too simple, and you can learn from it after just one look, and it is not difficult at all.

Although for him, all the current skills can do this.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

While Matsuoka Rin was thinking, the familiar sound of a tennis ball falling to the ground sounded.

"Oh?"

Matsuoka Rin walked forward with some confusion and curiosity.

At this time, in the street tennis court.

A boy with short brown hair, pale face, but extremely dissatisfied and wild eyes.

He held a racket in his hand and waved it casually.

"Hey, you lost."

The brown-haired boy pointed at the opposite side, and then pointed at a crying kid next to him: "Hey, you can lose such a boring and simple sport? Do you have to be so weak? Also, have you cried enough?"

"Tennis is like other sports. You can just learn it casually. It's completely boring!"

As he said this, the brown-haired boy put down his racket with some disgust.

"I also think tennis is quite simple. Why do they think it's so difficult!"

After the brown-haired boy's voice fell, another voice came.